Water! Of all liquids on Earth, the only one chosen for scrubbin' and flushin'. The liquid they rinse baby's nappies in, the fluid that floods the gutters o' this cloud-squeezer town; a single drop o' water discolors a glass of Irish, and you, false friend, are wantin' me to pour this abrasive substance into me defenseless body!

Whiskey is for drinking; water is for fighting over.

Water boarding: Is that like snowboarding?! .

If your opponent strikes with fire, counter with water, becoming completely fluid and free-flowing. Water, by its nature, never collides with or breaks against anything. On the contrary, it swallows up any attack harmlessly.

Your divine should not have used water. It just doesn't hold the attention properly. Wine. Or blood, in a pinch. Some liquid that matters.

Be like water, my friend

Bluid is thicker than water.

Made me a ripper, deliver like a river, content a little more thicker, slicker...and they said </br> oil and water don't mix, now they all down at the beach washing off the fish.

Be like water.

Ah, on the water, I presume.

I can't help preferring champagne to ditch water — I doubt if the universe does.

Love is the water of life. And a lover is a soul of fire! The universe turns differently when fire loves water.

I'm usually the one who leaves a water bottle on set, because it gets thirsty under those bright lights.

(talking about his drink) Look at all the limes in this goddamn thing! This fuckin' thing is tropical! Look at the limes, how they float. That's good news. Next time I'm on a boat and it capsizes, I will reach for a lime. Like I'll be water-skiing without a life preserver, people will say "What the fuck?" and I will pull out a lime. I'm saved by the buoyancy of citrus.